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Hello,
Wanted to post a hunting report from my recent hunt with Bokamoso Safaris.
PH: Werner Lombard
Dates: end of August/early September 2026
Here we go:
We arrived on Day 0 and was greeted by the whole camp staff with drinks and songs. Much appreciated! After that we went straight to the shooting range to check the zero of the camp rifles. All in excellent order.
This was followed by a beer by the fire, dinner and then pretty much straight to bed.
Day 1
Morning:
First morning I was woken by the coffee-lady bring fresh coffee to our rooms at 06:00. After this we gathered by the fire at the lodge and then had some breakfast before heading out.
Focus on this trip was eland! After a very unsuccessful attempt in Namibia 2 years prior we were eager to test this place.
My PH Werner, tracker Sahga, driver Tshae and I headed out with the Landcruiser in search for fresh eland bull spoors.
After driving for some time, we finally found spoor that were from the night. We decided to start following. I was very excited, but my expectations were managed by the fact that this was only the first morning and it seemed unlikely that we would connect so soon.
After following spoors for an hour or so we could finally see some zebra mingling with some eland. Suddenly there was a loud trumpet calling out in anger. To our side we could see an upset elephant bull rapidly approaching the animals, chasing them off. The bull turned around and it was obvious that he sensed our scent and was looking for us. Werner took up his 458 Lott in case he would spot us. I also took up my 338 win mag 8for what it ould have been worth). Fortunately, the bull trotted off but we could still hear him trumpeting and raging through the bush.
Somehow our amazing bushman tracker Sahga put us on the spoor again. After following perhaps for 30 more minutes “we” (Werner and Sagha that is) could see the horns of the bull. Werner and I started to approach him very carefully.
We were now standing 30-40 meters from him, only the head visible. I was up on the sticks and we waited for at least 20 minutes, standing completely still while the bull was feeding, and hopefully would show himself.
The bull started walking slowly, but provided a sharp quartering away show on his left side. Did not take the shot, but we started following him. Soon we were up on the sticks again and the bull was walking away and I had him in my sight for 0,2 seconds which was enough to take a shot, bang! Off he went and I tried to get him one more time but probably missed him on the second shot since he had already disappeared into the bush.
The team followed him immediately and the tracker found him after only 20-30 meters from where he stood when I took the shot. He was down but was not out, so we took an extra shot in him and he expired.
I was in a bit of a shock after this, yes we had an exciting morning with a close call with an elephant but there were so many feelings going through my mind. 4 years of planning including an unsuccessful attempt on eland in Namibia 2 years prior.
Now started the process of taking care of the animal, Werner called in the “Meat Wagon” and they collected the bull. I don’t think most people realize the size of an eland before you see a crew of people trying to load it onto the back of a truck.
Went back to the lodge and had a fantastic lunch (all meals were really excellent)
Afternoon:
During the afternoon hunt we didn’t really connect with anything. I was tired from adrenaline and after getting back to camp we had some dinner and did some celebrating by the fire and went to bed.
Day 2
Morning:
The second morning started with the same routine that would follow us during the trip; coffee brought to us in our rooms/bungalows and the breakfast before heading out. Since eland tracking is a morning game, we did this to try to get onto fresh spoor again.
We found tracks and went after them but never really got very close. On our way back to camp we stalked onto some pans, found a group of gemsbok and so it happened that one of the gemsboks was a very old male with a broken horn and thus a cull, bang+extra bang for good measure.
Day 3
Morning: on our way out we spotted a jackal and took it. There was a group of jackals but I only succeeded in taking one. We found that they had been eating on a young zebra that had been killed the previous day. We looked over the tracks but found no spoor from either lion or leopard.
We carried on and finally found tracks from a big eland bull. We left the car and went tracking. After 30 minutes Werner froze, put up the sticks and 15-20 meters in front of us stood a steinbok, bang.
We took the tiny antelope out to the road, took a million pictures and the car came to collect him.
We went in after the eland again and after probably an hour or so we saw them trotting of. It was approaching mid-day so no use in trying to catch up on them since they would probably lay down and rest during the hottest time of day and a shot would have been very difficult.
Afternoon:
In the afternoon we spotted a cull kudu. We jumped off the car and the car kept driving. We stalked on to the kudus and put up sticks, I could see him standing further into the bush and I took the shot, bang!
We did not see him go down so we approached fast to get another shot, I could see that my bullet had hit a 5 cm branch and then another 2 cm branch… Sahga found blood. Oh crap I thought, this is going to be a long day. We kept on the spoor and finally saw the young bull, and I took another shot, bang, and down he went. Puhh!
Day 4
Morning:
After the morning routine we were of to find some more eland or perhaps a very nice kudu. I had decided I would only shoot a trophy kudu if he was mid to high 50s. Cull and management kudus were another story.
After driving a while Werner spotted a kudu further down the road. We stopped and exited the car. He was not sure if he was a management kudu or not, but we started to approach anyway, time would tell if he met our criteria.
He turns around and goein onto the road, Werner quickly judges him to be a management kudu. Sticks goes up and bang. He never took another step after the shot. We approach him and Werner tells me to be quiet, he has seen a group of jackals on a large open pan located just behind some bushes and trees. We sneak up next to the field, leaving the kudu for later, and put up sticks. Bang + bang, two out of three jackals are down. Three animals down in just 5 minutes. Great start to Day no. 4!
Later on in the morning we found and followed eland spoor and were actually quite close to them, but for some reason unknown to us they decided to trot away never to be seen again.
Afternoon:
After driving not too far we spotted a nice eland bull from the car. Started stalking/running to keep up. Suddenly we saw a Duiker, sticks came up and suddenly there was a eland bull standing just 10 meters behind the Duiker. Whilst trying to shift focus and reposition us for the eland we spooked the duiker and thus the Eland. That concluded the Eland stalking for the day and we decided to drive to a waterhole to shoot some Mourning Dove.
When arriving at the watering hole we spotted three lions!
This was a highlight for me since I had never seen wild lions before. The first two lions disappeared fast but we managed to observe and film a lioness bearing cubs in her belly.
Disembarked the Landcruiser just 100 meters from the lion and brought up the shotguns and Werner and I did some shooting.
Day 5
With only two days left I felt more than okay with what we had achieved so we focused more on birds. Unfortunately the sand grouse was not in season, but guineafowl was.
We did a couple of flushes and I bagged a brace of this dinosaur-looking bird.
In the evening we once again visited a watering hole to shoot some Doves.
Day 6
Morning:
This was the last day of the safari and we were focusing on birds, jackals and cull animals.
Driving past what looked like fresh spoor from a big eland bull, Werner and the tracked spotted him and his herd of cows.
Werner looked at me and we both smiled and jumped of the Cruiser.. The hunt was on!
We did our best to catch up with the herd and after probably one hour of stalking we had the group of Elands out in a clearing. Sticks went up, range 140 meters. We stood like that for at least 20 minutes, with the bull walking back and forth behind his females, in relatively safety.
Finally he made a mistake and positioned himself in a gap in the herd and gave us a chance, bang!
We could see that it was a hit, bit not much happed so I hit him again, bang! Now the animals started to move and when he was walking/trotting away I gave him a third shot, bang!
What happened? Three solid hits and he was still moving? We all came up to the place where the bull had been standing. Werner and I left the tracker to sort out the spoor. After some time had elapsed (whilst Werner ensuring me he thought they were all good hits) Sagha the tracker found the right spoor. We had seen the herd running off but did not see the bull in the group with them.
We followed the tracks and we could see blood on the ground. After perhaps only a 100 meters we saw him lie down, I took another shot (no 4) with the 338 win mag, bang! And he stands up, turns around and walks away!
Now I am out of bullets so while we run after the eland bull I swap rifle with Werner who hands me his 458 Lott (nice rifle, never shot one before actually..) I raise the rifle and shot the bull through his hip, bang! My ears start to ring, I don’t feel any recoil, and the Eland is down.
Our driver brings up my extra ammunition in 338, and I give him one more shot, bang!
We approach him and could see that he is one heck of a dagga boy/scrum cap (sorry for borrowing buffalo wording here). Broken off, worn down horns, large dewlap, big hairy mup on his forehead, a neck like a tank – this was exactly why I came to Bokamoso.
We were stunned how much lead this bull had absorbed! On each side of his front legs we could see bullets just under the skin. We carved them out and nr 1 and nr 2 shot should both alone had killed him. The bullets looked like mushrooms so nothing wrong with the ammo.
That more or less concluded the safari. We did some more Dove shooting later that evening and celebrated a very successful safari!
(My last Eland is unfortunately missing from the picture)
Wanted to post a hunting report from my recent hunt with Bokamoso Safaris.
PH: Werner Lombard
Dates: end of August/early September 2026
Here we go:
We arrived on Day 0 and was greeted by the whole camp staff with drinks and songs. Much appreciated! After that we went straight to the shooting range to check the zero of the camp rifles. All in excellent order.
This was followed by a beer by the fire, dinner and then pretty much straight to bed.
Day 1
Morning:
First morning I was woken by the coffee-lady bring fresh coffee to our rooms at 06:00. After this we gathered by the fire at the lodge and then had some breakfast before heading out.
Focus on this trip was eland! After a very unsuccessful attempt in Namibia 2 years prior we were eager to test this place.
My PH Werner, tracker Sahga, driver Tshae and I headed out with the Landcruiser in search for fresh eland bull spoors.
After driving for some time, we finally found spoor that were from the night. We decided to start following. I was very excited, but my expectations were managed by the fact that this was only the first morning and it seemed unlikely that we would connect so soon.
After following spoors for an hour or so we could finally see some zebra mingling with some eland. Suddenly there was a loud trumpet calling out in anger. To our side we could see an upset elephant bull rapidly approaching the animals, chasing them off. The bull turned around and it was obvious that he sensed our scent and was looking for us. Werner took up his 458 Lott in case he would spot us. I also took up my 338 win mag 8for what it ould have been worth). Fortunately, the bull trotted off but we could still hear him trumpeting and raging through the bush.
Somehow our amazing bushman tracker Sahga put us on the spoor again. After following perhaps for 30 more minutes “we” (Werner and Sagha that is) could see the horns of the bull. Werner and I started to approach him very carefully.
We were now standing 30-40 meters from him, only the head visible. I was up on the sticks and we waited for at least 20 minutes, standing completely still while the bull was feeding, and hopefully would show himself.
The bull started walking slowly, but provided a sharp quartering away show on his left side. Did not take the shot, but we started following him. Soon we were up on the sticks again and the bull was walking away and I had him in my sight for 0,2 seconds which was enough to take a shot, bang! Off he went and I tried to get him one more time but probably missed him on the second shot since he had already disappeared into the bush.
The team followed him immediately and the tracker found him after only 20-30 meters from where he stood when I took the shot. He was down but was not out, so we took an extra shot in him and he expired.
I was in a bit of a shock after this, yes we had an exciting morning with a close call with an elephant but there were so many feelings going through my mind. 4 years of planning including an unsuccessful attempt on eland in Namibia 2 years prior.
Now started the process of taking care of the animal, Werner called in the “Meat Wagon” and they collected the bull. I don’t think most people realize the size of an eland before you see a crew of people trying to load it onto the back of a truck.
Went back to the lodge and had a fantastic lunch (all meals were really excellent)
Afternoon:
During the afternoon hunt we didn’t really connect with anything. I was tired from adrenaline and after getting back to camp we had some dinner and did some celebrating by the fire and went to bed.
Day 2
Morning:
The second morning started with the same routine that would follow us during the trip; coffee brought to us in our rooms/bungalows and the breakfast before heading out. Since eland tracking is a morning game, we did this to try to get onto fresh spoor again.
We found tracks and went after them but never really got very close. On our way back to camp we stalked onto some pans, found a group of gemsbok and so it happened that one of the gemsboks was a very old male with a broken horn and thus a cull, bang+extra bang for good measure.
Day 3
Morning: on our way out we spotted a jackal and took it. There was a group of jackals but I only succeeded in taking one. We found that they had been eating on a young zebra that had been killed the previous day. We looked over the tracks but found no spoor from either lion or leopard.
We carried on and finally found tracks from a big eland bull. We left the car and went tracking. After 30 minutes Werner froze, put up the sticks and 15-20 meters in front of us stood a steinbok, bang.
We took the tiny antelope out to the road, took a million pictures and the car came to collect him.
We went in after the eland again and after probably an hour or so we saw them trotting of. It was approaching mid-day so no use in trying to catch up on them since they would probably lay down and rest during the hottest time of day and a shot would have been very difficult.
Afternoon:
In the afternoon we spotted a cull kudu. We jumped off the car and the car kept driving. We stalked on to the kudus and put up sticks, I could see him standing further into the bush and I took the shot, bang!
We did not see him go down so we approached fast to get another shot, I could see that my bullet had hit a 5 cm branch and then another 2 cm branch… Sahga found blood. Oh crap I thought, this is going to be a long day. We kept on the spoor and finally saw the young bull, and I took another shot, bang, and down he went. Puhh!
Day 4
Morning:
After the morning routine we were of to find some more eland or perhaps a very nice kudu. I had decided I would only shoot a trophy kudu if he was mid to high 50s. Cull and management kudus were another story.
After driving a while Werner spotted a kudu further down the road. We stopped and exited the car. He was not sure if he was a management kudu or not, but we started to approach anyway, time would tell if he met our criteria.
He turns around and goein onto the road, Werner quickly judges him to be a management kudu. Sticks goes up and bang. He never took another step after the shot. We approach him and Werner tells me to be quiet, he has seen a group of jackals on a large open pan located just behind some bushes and trees. We sneak up next to the field, leaving the kudu for later, and put up sticks. Bang + bang, two out of three jackals are down. Three animals down in just 5 minutes. Great start to Day no. 4!
Later on in the morning we found and followed eland spoor and were actually quite close to them, but for some reason unknown to us they decided to trot away never to be seen again.
Afternoon:
After driving not too far we spotted a nice eland bull from the car. Started stalking/running to keep up. Suddenly we saw a Duiker, sticks came up and suddenly there was a eland bull standing just 10 meters behind the Duiker. Whilst trying to shift focus and reposition us for the eland we spooked the duiker and thus the Eland. That concluded the Eland stalking for the day and we decided to drive to a waterhole to shoot some Mourning Dove.
When arriving at the watering hole we spotted three lions!
This was a highlight for me since I had never seen wild lions before. The first two lions disappeared fast but we managed to observe and film a lioness bearing cubs in her belly.
Disembarked the Landcruiser just 100 meters from the lion and brought up the shotguns and Werner and I did some shooting.
Day 5
With only two days left I felt more than okay with what we had achieved so we focused more on birds. Unfortunately the sand grouse was not in season, but guineafowl was.
We did a couple of flushes and I bagged a brace of this dinosaur-looking bird.
In the evening we once again visited a watering hole to shoot some Doves.
Day 6
Morning:
This was the last day of the safari and we were focusing on birds, jackals and cull animals.
Driving past what looked like fresh spoor from a big eland bull, Werner and the tracked spotted him and his herd of cows.
Werner looked at me and we both smiled and jumped of the Cruiser.. The hunt was on!
We did our best to catch up with the herd and after probably one hour of stalking we had the group of Elands out in a clearing. Sticks went up, range 140 meters. We stood like that for at least 20 minutes, with the bull walking back and forth behind his females, in relatively safety.
Finally he made a mistake and positioned himself in a gap in the herd and gave us a chance, bang!
We could see that it was a hit, bit not much happed so I hit him again, bang! Now the animals started to move and when he was walking/trotting away I gave him a third shot, bang!
What happened? Three solid hits and he was still moving? We all came up to the place where the bull had been standing. Werner and I left the tracker to sort out the spoor. After some time had elapsed (whilst Werner ensuring me he thought they were all good hits) Sagha the tracker found the right spoor. We had seen the herd running off but did not see the bull in the group with them.
We followed the tracks and we could see blood on the ground. After perhaps only a 100 meters we saw him lie down, I took another shot (no 4) with the 338 win mag, bang! And he stands up, turns around and walks away!
Now I am out of bullets so while we run after the eland bull I swap rifle with Werner who hands me his 458 Lott (nice rifle, never shot one before actually..) I raise the rifle and shot the bull through his hip, bang! My ears start to ring, I don’t feel any recoil, and the Eland is down.
Our driver brings up my extra ammunition in 338, and I give him one more shot, bang!
We approach him and could see that he is one heck of a dagga boy/scrum cap (sorry for borrowing buffalo wording here). Broken off, worn down horns, large dewlap, big hairy mup on his forehead, a neck like a tank – this was exactly why I came to Bokamoso.
We were stunned how much lead this bull had absorbed! On each side of his front legs we could see bullets just under the skin. We carved them out and nr 1 and nr 2 shot should both alone had killed him. The bullets looked like mushrooms so nothing wrong with the ammo.
That more or less concluded the safari. We did some more Dove shooting later that evening and celebrated a very successful safari!
(My last Eland is unfortunately missing from the picture)
